#jamie oleksiak blurb

[laurenairay]

Can I get #10 with Oleksiak?

You can absolutely get this one with Jamie Oleksiak! I hope you like it!

“My clothes look good on you.”

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“Well good morning to me.”

You turned around at the sound of your boyfriend’s voice, smiling at his shirtless hulking figure filling the living room doorway.

“Morning Jamie. You were meant to still be asleep,” you mused.

“And miss you doing yoga? Not a chance,” he grinned.

Incorrigible. And you loved him for it.

“Lucky for you, I just finished,” you told him, stretching your arms over your head to ease out the last of the tension in your shoulders.

“Hm, pity,” Jamie sighed dramatically, “I would’ve come down earlier if I’d known you were wearing my shirt.”

What?

“What’s so special about me wearing this?” you frowned.

It was just one of his many oversized sleeveless t-shirts, giving you the looseness that you preferred for yoga stretches, nothing important at least anyway. At least you though so?

But Jamie just shook his head, eyes running up and down your body.

“You know I think my clothes look good on you.”

Oh.

Oh.

It wasn’t special to him, it was sexy. That you could work with.

“You think so?” you said innocently, tilting your head slightly to the side.

“I know so,” Jamie nodded, tension rippling in the air as he slowly walked over to you.

You hummed teasingly, fingers gently tugging the neckline, exposing your collarbone and bare shoulder a little. Jamie’s eyes only intensified, drilling into you in a way that made you shiver.

“I think you’re wrong,” you murmured.

“Oh?” he said, raising an eyebrow, picking up on the change in your energy.

“I think your clothes would look better on the floor,” you said simply.

Within an instant, Jamie picked you up by the hips and lifted you off the ground, making you squeal and wrap your legs around his waist for support.

“Jamie!” you protested, arms around his neck too.

“Nuh uh, you don’t get to tease like that and not suffer the consequences,” he said, voice dark and warning.

Consequences. Hah.

“I don’t think I’ll be suffering at all, hm?” you grinned.

Jamie all-but-growled, stalking towards the bedroom, and it was all you could do to hold on for the ride with a triumphant smile.

[plasticfilth]

number 7 screams jamie o..like he would say that to you when you tease him in public

prompt 'i can't take you anywhere' with jamie oleksiak.

note: explicit language, fem!reader, mentions of alcohol. 

the breeze in the night air was crisp, causing you to hug the coat around your body tighter. jamie’s hand rested on your lower back as you both approached the lit up building, chatter from the nearing crowd growing louder.

you were careful to walk up the stairs, not to trip with your heels. jamie chuckled lightly watching your slow movements up the steps, making sure you were secure in his arm. with a light eye-roll, you let out a smile to him that said thank you. 

“reservation under giordano,” jamie spoke to the employee behind the tall desk as she scanned through a book of listed names. the night was dedicated to the season wrapping up, all the players wives and girlfriends invited, which put you in an uncomfortable position considering you weren’t quite sure where you sat with jamie. it exceeded a fling, but wasn’t quite official. you wondered why he invited you to such an intimate dinner, considering it would be your first public introduction. deep down, you’d much rather spend the night in bed with him, given his hand was crawling up your thigh the whole drive to the restaurant. 

it didn’t take a great deal for jamie to get you feeling hot, he had a way about him, the way he carried himself, the way he’d touch you even when it wasn’t in an explicit manner. you always craved him, and seeing him in a button down shirt rolled at the forearms did not make the night any easier. 

you were escorted through the crowded restaurant and knew the table exclusive to the team was approaching when cheering and applauding men yelling jamie’s name in union erupted. 

you knew the guys in theory, but memorising names plastered on the back of a jersey was different to interacting face to face. you anxiously secluded yourself further into jamie’s arm, gripping his wrist. that gave him a hint you weren’t quite sure what to do, so without hesitating he spoke.

“this is y/n, everyone,” as his teammates came to embrace him and you were overwhelmed with their partners saying it’s so nice to have another partner around, hugging, handshakes. amongst the crowd you were pulled from jamie suddenly, but he quickly reached out to grab your hand and pull you close to his chest as everyone returned to their seats. you looked up at him and smiled, softly he mimes “you okay?” and you nod, pulling him to find your own seats. he takes your jacket, being sure to admire your dress you were hiding underneath all that fabric.

“man i’m lucky,”

the night continued as the food flooded the large table, laughter and you listened intently to the stories the boys told about jamie, which made his face flush red. “alright, you’re gonna scare her away, c’mon,” he tried to get them to simmer down. 

you placed your hand on his thigh under the table, giving a light squeeze, your nails scratching the material of his dress pants. he shifted in his chair, turning his head to look at you, resting his arm on the back of your chair.

“let them speak,” you flashed a grin to him, darting your glance from his eyes to his lips, faces close as your shoulders are touching sitting side by side.

his tongue glided along his bottom lip, and he gave you a look that says, “fine,” and the stories continued. from that point on, it was difficult to pay attention, feeling his fingertips tracing the hair on the back of your neck. you felt his palm warm on your spine, hand dancing soothingly on your skin, revealed through your off-the shoulder dress. chills rose on your arms, as you tried to hold conversation with one of the girls beside you on the table. 

jamie poured you a glass of wine with his free hand, and you caressed his cheek to say thank you. he winked at you, making you let out a light laugh. you raised the large wine glass to your lips, but as you placed it dangerously close to the edge of the table, it bounced in the glass, spilling over the edge and causing you to let a swear under your breath. “fuck,” watching the red stain form on the bottom of jamie’s white shirt. 

“babe it’s fine, relax,” his deep voice spoke calmly, not to draw attention. you reach for a napkin, scooting your chair back to attempt to absorb it, to no avail of course. 

“i don’t even know how that happened,” you sounded foolish, as jamie takes your hand thats trying desperately to wipe shirt, where it’s tucked into the waist of his pants.

“i’ll buy a new one,” he says, again nonchalantly. you were so fixated on this stain that you don’t think you’ve looked up yet, no matter what he said. his large hand crawled around your neck, tangling in your hair. his thumb squeezed your chin, teetering on your lip as he raised your head to look at him. you were absorbed by his piercing blue eyes. reluctantly, you dropped the napkin. 

“it won’t come out,” you responded, placing your hand over his that’s still cradling your cheek. “you might have to take it off,” you spoke sweetly. he sucks in a breath through his teeth, trying to ignore your statement. 

“don’t be a tease,” he argued.

“you’re right, leave it on,” you shrugged, straightening your posture in your chair again. you lean in, mouth hot on his neck, you whisper. not that anyone was paying attention to you, everyone was in their own world.

“leave it on so i can make a mess again later.” you finished.

“this is why i can't take you anywhere,” he countered in a more serious tone.

“because you’re making me want to drag you into the bathroom and bend you over the sink,” his eyes went dark, and you know you’ve got him yearning for you the same way you’ve been craving him all night.

in that moment, some pieces of the puzzle as to why your outings were limited began coming together. the insatiable desire to strip each other at any given chance outweighed a calm, family-friendly gathering. 

“what’s stopping you?”

[hockeyboysimagines]

Sneak peeks!

You guys asked, so here they are.

Brock Boeser

“Hey.” Brock said softly. Shelby was tugging at the bottom hem of her T-shirt, one of his. Her hair was kinked from sleep, and the setting sunlight that filtered into his living room was hitting her just right. He gulped and tried not to look at her legs as she stood a few feet from him, leaned against the side of the wall.

“Did you sleep?”

She nodded and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, rubbing her left leg against her right. The bruise near her eye was purple now but less swollen than he had thought it would be. She was still the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.

“I’m uh-I’m going to sleep out here.” He gestured to the living room nervously taking a step forward “So uhm..I guess you need me this is where I’ll be.” He cleared his throat and felt a redness come to his face.

She bit her lip and nodded again. He couldn’t help himself as his eyes traveled up her long legs that disappeared into a canucks shirt. His name looked so good on her, and he was close enough that he could smell her perfume and it was making him lightheaded.

“Shelby?” He questioned softly. Her big eyes locked on to his, wide and sad but there was something else glimmering behind them he couldn’t quite identify.

Jamie oleksiak

“Well it’s late....or rather early I guess?” He said checking the time on his phone, before standing and stretching. She dumped the remainder of their wine down the drain and followed him to the door.

“This was nice.” He said leaning on the door frame, hands in his pockets, small smile on his face. She felt a little shiver go through her as she stopped in front of him.

“It was.” She nodded looking at her feet “But Jamie, what was this?” She chuckled a little.

“This was just...what it was. “

“ I see.” She said. The shoulder of her cardigan had slipped down revealing a tattooed shoulder, and before he could stop himself he reached forward and let his fingers graze over the lines inked on her skin. She watched his hand as it slid down her arm, gripping the cardigan and pulling it back up her shoulder. Her heartbeat picked up in her chest, as he took a step forward his other hand reaching forward to push her hair off her shoulder, strands tickling her skin. Her eyes closed at his touch, heat pooling in her stomach.

When she opened them she found him extremely close to her, body almost pressed up against her. She took a deep breath and looked up at him.

“Jamie.”

Jeremy Swayman

“I’ve never had many girl friends, Just Kelsey and V, You know that.” She frowned a little and turned to him stirring her drink “Why do you think that is?”

He shrugged and leaned forward pursing his lips “I don’t know. Being too nice, too beautiful? Girls can be pretty jealous.”

She shook her head and smiled “I don’t think I’m that nice and I’m definitely not too beautiful-“

“I think you’re HOT.” He said loudly cutting her off and leaning forward.

The alcohol had numbed his senses and loosened him up more than she’d ever seen him. Things he wouldn’t normally say to her were coming out, and she kind of liked it. Even though they’d known each other for a long time by now, he was still a little bit shy with her.

But this was a whole new Jeremy.

“Really?” She said raising an eyebrow.

“Come on.” He said with a smile, and a small chuckle “You know you are.” Then he frowned “You-you know you’re attractive…right?”

She shrugged “I don’t really think about that stuff. And even if I am it’s never gotten me anywhere.” She paused and then smiled a little “Except on dates with every idiot in Anchorage.”

“Not on any dates with me.” He said taking a sip of his drink and eyeing her.

Arber Xhekaj

“That’s Tabitha’s ex boyfriend.” Alex whispered under her breath to Ashley.

Ashley looked at him appreciatively before turning to her “Why is he your ex boyfriend looking like that?”

“Because he’s a fucking douche. Wanna take him for a ride. He’ll ruin your life.” Tabitha was glaring at him as he walked towards the bar, eyes never leaving hers, even while he spoke to the bartender and gestured at her. She watched as the bartender made what appeared to be her favorite drink and made her way over but Tabitha stopped her before she could reach their table.

“Sorry to waste your time, but I don’t want that. Tell him to choke on it.” The girl looked at her awkwardly and made her way back behind to bar but Tabitha saw that Arber was nowhere to be found.

She craned her neck around looking for him jumping a little when she felt a voice in her ear.

“Playing hard to get tonight?”

She leaned away from him “Only from you. What are you doing here?”

“What are you doing here?”

“Celebrating being single.”

He glanced around and then smiled “Looks like a pretty sad celebration. I haven’t seen a guy over here all night.”

Tabitha felt her face get red, mostly because he was right. She’d been pouting in the booth all night, her worst bitch face on, hoping no one would approach her. The idea of some new guy in her life gave her the ick.

“I think we both know you’re going home with me and not someone else.”

“You wish.”

Let me know what you’re excited for and how you like these!

[princessphilly]

Soooo

My 40th Birthday is coming soon!!!!

So I decided I wanted to celebrate in a big way! Thus, a lyric blurb challenge.

So there are two ways to do this:

1. Pick out a song lyric and fandom and ask me to write or

2. Pick out a song lyric and fandom and write it yourself and post it!

Eep: edited to add, Please send me an ask with the lyric, fandom, and if you want me to write it or if you’re going to write it.

Please post anything related to this with #princesspbdaychallenge because I will be following that tag

Open fandoms: TGM, hockey (Sidney Crosby, Nate Mac, Jamie Oleksiak, Brandon Tanev, ask me about others), Marvel, CE characters, Seb Stan characters, Henry Cavill characters.

Tagging: @spine-buster @chara-hugs @starshine-hockey-girl @buckets-and-trees @biteofcherry @vonalyn @angryschnauzer @persephonepraxidikechthonios @hangmanapologist @hangmanssunnies @withahappyrefrain @yanna-banana @callsignspark @kreiderrider @gretagerwigsmuse @fineanddandy @syntheticavenger @sunshinexsin @navybrat817 @ginghampearlsnsweettea @himbos-on-ice @hiimana @whoeverineedtobe @hockeynshit @2-fast-2-curious @jobean12-blog @thebookofmags @fenixstar

Click to see lyric prompts:

Love

There is an indentation in the shape of you

Made your mark on me, a golden tattoo

Taylor Swift - Dress

Baby, won't you be my sweetheart

We could share a storybook romance

Mariah Carey - Sweetheart

How do you do it?

Make me feel like I do

How do you do it?

It's better than I ever knew

Incubus - Stellar

Forever my lady

I say just what i mean

Forever and ever

I pray is what i see

Jodeci - Forever My Lady

Walks by me every day

Her and love are the same

The woman that's stolen my heart

And beauty is her name

Dru Hill - Beauty 

When I trust you we'll make love until the morning

Let me tell you all my secrets and I'll whisper 'til the day's done

Fka Twigs - Lights On

Cupid doesn't lie

But you won't know unless you give it a try

Oh baby, true love

won't lie but we won't know unless we give it a try

give it a try

112 - Cupid

At night, I think of you

I want, to be your lady, maybe

Ghost Town DJ’s - My Boo

I don't ask for too many things

Only one thing I really need

That is you baby next to me

Mary J Blige - Give Me You

I wanna be the one who you believe

In your heart is sent from (sent from heaven)

Keyshia Cole - Heaven Sent

Angst

Tell me how does it feel

When your heart grows cold? 

New Order - Blue Monday

Talk to the wind, talk to the sky

Talk to the man with the reasons why

And let me know what you find

Taylor Swift - Come In With The Rain

You can never win or lose

If you don't run the race

The Psychedelic Furs - Love My Way

I didn't know nothing, I was stupid, I was foolish

I was lying to myself

Mariah Carey - We Belong Together

There's something kinda sad about

The way that things have come to be.

Desensitized to everything.

What became of subtlety?

Tool - Stinkfist

(Do I wanna know?)

If this feeling flows both ways?

(Sad to see you go)

Was sort of hoping that you'd stay

Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know?

Collect the bad habits that you couldn't bear to keep

Fall Out Boy - I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You)

The sun goes down

I feel the light betray me

Linkin Park - Papercut

See the stone set in your eyes

See the thorn twist in your side

I'll wait for you

U2 - With Or Without You

I come home early expecting your warm embrace

But something is wrong 'cuz its written all over your face

Dru Hill - In My Bed

Platonic

Like a shoebox of photographs

With sepia-toned loving

Jack Johnson -  Better Together

Yea, I've been workin' all week

And I'm tired and I don't wanna sleep

I wanna have fun

It's time for a good time

Alan Jackson - Good Time

Come on, baby, let's get away

Let's save our troubles for another day

Come go with me we've got it made

Let me take you on an escapade

Janet Jackson - Escapade

The grabbing hands grab all they can

All for themselves, after all

(It's a competitive world)

(Everything counts in large amounts)

Depeche Mode - Everything Counts

Wear the grudge like a crown. Desperate to control.

Unable to forgive. And sinking deeper.

Tool - The Grudge

And on I read until the day was gone

And I sat in regret of all the things I've done

For all that I've blessed, and all that I've wronged

In dreams until my death I will wander on

Audioslave - Like A Stone

It's so unreal, didn't look out below

Watch the time go right out the window

Linkin Park - In The End

And so we're told this is the golden age

And gold is the reason for the wars we wage

U2 - New Year’s Day

And the crashes are heaven for a sinner like me

But the arms of the ocean delivered me

Florence and the Machine - Never Let Me Go

And all I dreamed of, it can't get started

Time goes really slow and I need to let it out

Kelela - Bankhead

Smutty

We go deep and we don't get no sleep

'Cause we'll be up all night until the early light

Janet Jackson - Go Deep

I'm hanging on your words

Living on your breath

Feeling with your skin

Will I always be here?

Depeche Mode - In Your Room

You'd be calling out my name

Begging me to play my games

Depeche Mode - Corrupt

Fetish is a pleasure you cannot be faked, woho hoho

But when it feels this good then it just comes natural

Baby, arch your back and point your toes

Miguel - Arch & Point

I'm your pimp, I'm your pope, I'm your pastor babe

Confess your sins to me while you masturbate

Miguel - the valley

I got plans to put my hands in places

I never seen, girl, you know what I mean

Usher - Nice & Slow

Turned on by everything you say

I'm turned on by everything you do

Jodeci - Freek'n You

No rules to this game

Turn me out

Now I'm helpless

And I beg you

Do it again

Kelela - Do It Again

Grab hold of me

Gentle love but touch passionately

I'll give you my blessing

Take me person and objectively

Ex and internally

Sabrina Claudio

Give it to me like you need it, baby

Want you to hear me screaming, heavy breathing

Summer Walker - Girls Need Love

[starshine-hockey-girl]

A Good Problem to Have- Journey to the Emerald City- present day blurb

So after being the very near proximity to one Jamie Oleksiak last night at the Stars game, I got this little blurb for Teddy and Lex in my head. Of course, I had to write it down and you know my blurb came out to be 2.5K words. It has not been proofread so there maybe many mistakes. You have been warned.

This is SMUT and nothing but SMUT with a brief intro it.

You do not need to have read the series to enjoy the blurb. The background Teddy(Bliss) and Oleksiak (Lex) are married with eleven month twin girls. They like sex. They like sex A LOT.

Here is the link to my master list. If you haven't read the series but are interested, start with Trouble with a Capital T. It will make more sense when you read it.

@hockeykittee @pattiemac1 @penstxgal1968 @juuuuuse @sugakookie9 @newlibrary @laurenairay @cellythefloshie

March 21st- Post Game- Kraken Team bus

"Hey Lex Love," Teddy answered his Facetime call with a grin, "How are you?"

"How do you think I am?" he answered with a big smile. 

"Glad to have that monkey off your back and get the win?" she replied happily.

"Exactly. Hopefully the girls are asleep?" he asked quietly.

"Yeah, they lasted until the third period before they crashed. It was nice to be able to focus on the game and have a drink," she answered, "or drinks I should say. I can't believe it was Benn that scored the game tying goal. Fucker."

"Drinks,huh?" he laughed as the tell tale signs of Tipsy Teddy emerged, "Feeling good, eh?"

Teddy bit her lip, "Feeling very good." She stared at him, lowered her eyes and blushed. She looked up again and licked her lips without thinking. Lex smiled and pondered her current state of mind. 

"Tell me," he looked directly into the phone. 

"I can't," she blushed, "You will laugh at me."

"No, I won't," he answered.

"Do you have your air pods in? No one can hear me?" she asked.

"No one but me, but now you have me really curious" he smiled

"Promise not to laugh?" She asked again.

"Yes"

"Ummmmm….. I just……have this……" she started. "An overwhelming desire to ummmm….. suck your cock. I can't explain it. I have never wanted to suck it as much as I do right now. Oh God, " Her cheeks flushed and heart raced.

"Oh really?" he said as he looked around to ensure no one could hear. "Never as much as now? You have enthusiastically done it in the past."

"I know. I really do like to do it because you get so turned on by it.  I love to make you cum and hear how hot you get…." She explained, "but now I WANT it. I cannot stop thinking about it. Like since the girls went to sleep, I had a vision of taking you in my mouth. Mmmmm…..fuck Lex, I want it "

Lex fought his body's response to her words. The blood pulsated below his waist. Against his better judgment, he whispered, "How do you want it?"

"I want to take the tip and suck it. I want to lick the shaft up and down,  then put my mouth on it and go up and down, " she detailed.

"Bliss…..damn," he sighed, "Tell me more."

"I want you to wrap your fingers in my hair and guide my head while you moan. I want to hear you whisper 'that's it, Bliss. Suck it good' in that low voice you get when you are so fucking turned on," she continued. 

"Bliss, I am," he voice lowered, "Are you?"

"Yes, want to see?" she asked. His mind scrambled and he tried to hide his phone from view, unsure what she was about to do. She moaned softly and her fingers came to her mouth.  They were shiny and wet as she sucked them slowly.

He looked around and tried to gauge how much further until they arrived at the jet. It wouldn't be long. "Bliss, you are killing me. Take a video. I want to see it. Take a video and send it to me so I can watch you." 

He looked up and saw Turbo staring at him with curiosity. 

"Will you make a video and send it back to me?" She asked as her hand disappeared again. "Oh God," she moaned.

"Yes,I will," he whispered as they pulled into the airfield. "I have to go," he said, "we are at the plane now and I have to get off the bus. Please do it."

"I will," she moaned, "I love you Lex."

"I love you too, Bliss," he said quietly, "Can't wait to see it. Good night." 

He ended the call as the bus stopped. Thankfully he was at the back of the bus, he folded his suit jacket over his arm and placed it in front of him as he stood up. He passed Turbo's seat. Tanev said, "Good phone call with Teddy?" Lex nodded. "Enjoy your video later.  I can only imagine the content."

Lex leveled his gaze at Turbo. He wasn't sure if he was embarrassed to be overheard or annoyed that Turbo was possibly imagining Teddy in a sexual way. "How about you don't imagine it? That will probably be best for you." He said with an edge that wasn't entirely planned. 

"Woah there," Tanev immediately picked up on the tone, "It was just a joke."

"Sorry, just a little frustrated," Lex said softly.

"It's all good," Turbo laughed, "It's a good problem to have."

Lex smiled "Yes,it is. Yes, it is."

Teddy and Lex’s house- Seattle

Teddy hugged her robe tight against her body as she descended the stairs. She made a quick stop in the kitchen to make another drink to wipe out any remaining inhibitions about the amateur porn she was about to film. She shook her head and smiled. Lex probably envisioned a quick video in the bedroom, not a video shot with her professional camera. 

It took a few minutes to set up the camera for the best angle of what she was about to film. Then she set up her props and adjusted her lingerie. Then she hit the record button on the camera. 

Afterwards, she took a few minutes to edit out the beginning and the ending so it flowed smoothly. She then took the file and drug to the encrypted dropbox. She then shared the file and password hint to Lex via text. 

Kraken Jet- Nashville

Lex looked at his phone as the jet came to a standstill and the crew readied the plane for disembarkment. He smiled as saw the notification from Teddy. He clicked on the text, read it quickly and laughed. He typed his response and hit send. 

Lex grabbed his stuff and tried to make it off the plane. Unfortunately, he was behind most of the team as they descended the stairs from the jet. He stared at his phone at the icon of the shared video. His mind raced with the potential images contained in the video. Teddy and he had similar videos in the past on road trips. They all had lasting impact on him and provided much needed inspiration for solo activities. He grew impatient as it seemed as if every single one of his teammates was moving in slow motion. 

Time dragged as he boarded the bus and they began their slow drive to the hotel. Lex resorted to deep breathing to keep the thoughts at bay. Disastrous consequences could arise if he entertained thoughts of Teddy for longer than a few seconds. At least he had the forethought to sit at the front of the bus. At the hotel, he raced to get his luggage from underneath the bus, get his hotel assigned room key card and up the elevator. 

“Whoa, Big Rig,” Turbo chirped, “Where’s the fire? Oh, did she send it? I bet she sent it.”

“Don’t make me hurt you,Turbo,” he called out over his shoulder as he scrambled to the elevator. 

Lex closed the door firmly when he entered the seventh floor hotel room. He left his bag by the door and started stripping. He held the phone in hand and plopped on the bed. He went to open the file before he remembered his promise to send a video in return. She probably wanted to see his reaction to her video. “Damn,” he thought to himself, “I can’t watch the video and record at the same time.” He remembered his Ipad. He could access the video from there and record on his phone- problem solved. He surveyed the room to find the best place to set up the phone that gave the best view of him on the bed. 

Lex hit the record button and went back to the bed. His back rested against the headboard of the bed, legs spread slightly apart. He looked up at the camera and gave a smile and a wink. He leaned over and set the tablet up on the cover, angled it so he could see the screen and started the video. He turned to the phone, “Kitty Kat, there will be a consequence to the continued teasing about the condoms. Just so you know.” He paused and thought of the ways he was going to punish her in their next kinky play session. 

The video began with Teddy sitting somewhat demurely on the chair in her office. She had definitely used lights from her studio to her best advantage. He blinked when he saw the red lace bra and panty set she wore. It had been a surprise to him during their honeymoon. He smiled at the camera and said, “Oh, you dressed for the occasion, eh?” Then the music started and his head tilted slightly to the left as he listened. Body Party Remix. She stood up and began a seductive dance in front of the camera while maintaining eye contact with the camera lens. Occasionally, she sang the lyrics as she bumped and grinded. His hand went to cock which was growing harder by the second. He played with the tip before he began to stroke. 

She sang “I'm doing this little dance for you. You got me so excited’ as she squatted and spread her legs, her crotchless panties revealed her aroused sex. She used her fingers to spread her labia apart. Her desire was plainly evident as she rubbed her clit in small circles. She looked down and then up at the camera. “See what you do to me, Lex?” she moaned, “Only for you.” 

“Fuck,” he groaned and sat up straighter. 

She continued to explore herself as the music played. When the song ended, she stood up and walked to the chair. Another song began, Body Say and her hips snapped to the beat as she reached beneath the seat and pulled out a dildo. She sat down in the chair and rubbed the toy across her chest and down her abdomen. She brought it back up the length of her body and slowly dragged it across her jaw. She moaned, “Mmmmmm…. Not as good as yours but it will have to do.” Her lips went to the dildo and she sucked the tip. 

“Bliss,” he moaned, “That is so fucking hot.” When her mouth moved down the shaft, his hand twisted up and down the length of his own. He struggled to keep his eyes on the video as he imagined her velvety mouth enveloping his cock. Her tongue applied just the right pressure to his sensitive skin. His eyes watched as she expertly mimicked her technique on the dildo. It was the exact movements that she used to draw him deeper into his pleasure. 

On the video, she looked at the camera with half closed eyes as she whimpered. “I love sucking your cock- so big and hard for me,” she hummed softly, “I love it when you fuck my mouth with it.” She became silent except for the sounds of her mouth slurping. Occasionally the soundtrack was interrupted with a moan. She paused and smiled, “Are you almost there, Lex? I bet you are. I bet you are panting and your hand is moving like a jackhammer. Is it as good as my mouth?”

He groaned, “No…..Damn, I want your mouth on me. Fuck so close.” 

“Keep going, Lex. Don’t stop. Cum for me. I want to see you cum so hard thinking of my mouth on that glorious cock. I can’t stop thinking about it. I want it too much. Give it to me. Let me hear you cum,” she encouraged. 

His soft grunts became louder. A thought that he should be concerned about being too loud floated across his mind before  he dismissed it. He needed this. He needed this release. Fuck anyone who had to listen to him. He cried out, “Bliss….. Yes… Bliss” as his orgasm began. A series of grunts and groans followed as his cum spurted onto his stomach. His hand continued to stroke until the waves of pleasure dissipated. Finally he was left breathless as he studied the ceiling. 

“Lex…. Oh Lex,” she called from the video. After six years of amazing sex, she knew that he would be lost in a post-cum fog for a few moments. He turned his head and looked at the video. “We’re not done yet,” she purred, “round two coming up.”

She dropped the dildo and retrieved Pinky, her trusted vibrator. “Let’s have a race, Lex, “ she teased, “who can cum the fastest.” 

“Not fair, Bliss,” he whined to himself as he watched her turn on the toy and play with her nipples. The teasing had its desired effect and his hand went back to his cock. He watched as she rubbed her clit in coy motions. When she slipped it inside of her and groaned loudly, the race began. 

Lex’s hotel room became filled with the sounds of her pleasure combined with his. Anyone listening outside the room would be convinced that there were two people in the room actually having sex instead of a session of mutual masterbation. The intensity of the vibrations gave the advantage to Teddy and her orgasm was loud and enthusiastic. When he came down from his second climax, she waited on the video. 

“Love, was it good? Was it what you wanted?” she questioned. “I love you, Lex. Get some sleep and I will talk to you in the morning,” she smiled before the video cut off. 

“I love you too, Bliss. I love you so much,” he smiled back before looked down at the mess he had made on his body. “Too bad you aren’t here to clean this up with your tongue,” he joked as he stood up. The warm cum oozed down his abdomen as he walked to the phone. His face was close to the camera when he said, “I want another video back. I want to see you watching my video, just liked I did for yours. No music, no editing- just my sexy wife.” Then he hit the stop button. 

After he cleaned up in the bathroom, he put on a pair of boxers, picked up the phone and  returned to the bed. He didn’t waste time editing the video like she had. Instead he quickly uploaded it to an encrypted dropbox and wrote a text to Teddy. He put the phone on the charger, got under the covers and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning- Lex and Teddy’s house- Seattle 

Teddy woke up with a smile on her face. The girls were sleeping in and she rolled over to look at her phone. She saw the text from Lex and responded. 

[bqstqnbruin]

Seattle Kraken

Main Masterlist

If the links don’t work, please let me know!

Andre Burakovsky

Blurbs:

I think I’m in love with you

You’re washing the dishes but Andre is handsy

You’re in charge of the cupcakes for your friends wedding shower when Andre drops the M word

Your sink is busted so Andre comes to fix it

You’re out on a date when you fall for someone else

Fics

They shoot Webster’s, don’t they?

Vince Dunn 

NOTE: I do not write for this player any more but haven't had the motivation to rewrite all of these.

Fics:

8 Letters

Blurbs:

Vince is over at your place but you have no idea what relationship you have with him

You and Vince broke up when he left for the NHL and now he’s back at home

Vince is acting sus and you finally figure out why

Vince is tired but not tired enough to not be a distraction

You and Vince are out in public and you call him your private nickname

You take home Vince when he’s drunk and you have an interesting conversation the next morning

You call your mom to tell her the big news

Vince has been streaming a lot lately and you want his attention

Vince has the man flu and calls you to take care of him

Vince tries to surprise you but fails in doing so

You and Vince take your daughter to visit her grandparents

Vince tries to make your birthday a little more special

What a shock, Vince is a lovey drunk

It’s your niece’s first birthday party and Vince meets your family

After a night out Vince meets your son, Ben, and fits right in

It’s your anniversary so you and Vince go back to the place you had your first date but Vince doesn’t like the initials on the high score list

You and Vince are out shopping and he’s teasing you the entire time

HCs

Vince’s reaction to hearing you call yourself Mrs. Dunn

Jamie Oleksiak

Fics:

Leave before you love me

And a bow on top

Not like I’m in love with you

Blurbs:

You talk about the other man you have a crush on

Your friend drags you to a ‘singles event’

Jamie is mean when you try to surprise him

You have news for your daughter and you aren’t sure how she’ll take it

You and Jamie aren’t a weird couple, but you really are

You’re in an uncomfortable situation with an ex and Jamie comes to your rescue

[texanstarslove]

Okay. I need an outlet today and I have ZERO THINGS going on SO.

Send me a hockey and a number and I’ll write a little blurb. I miss writing so fucking much and I thought these could be fun. 🥰

(First come first serve with the prompts but I don’t mind repeating hockey boys.)

“you think it’s cute when i’m mad? great, because i’m about to become real fucking adorable.” (Jamie Oleksiak)

“i don’t need saving!” “what if i want to save you?” (Mat Barzal)

“i can’t concentrate with you looking at me like that.” “good.” (Tyler Seguin)

“you’re the kind of person people write poems about.”

“you look so pretty when you’re happy.” (Ryan Graves)

“how the FUCK did you make it past eighth grade?”(Tyler Seguin)

“who DO you like, then?” “why do you think i talk to you so much?” (Nolan Patrick)

“i think my mom thinks we’re dating.” “what? why?” “because i told her we’re dating.” (Chris Kreider)

“when i said ‘whatever helps you sleep at night’, i didn’t picture this.” (Cale Makar)

“are you jealous? cause it’s really cute.” (Matt Martin)

Prompts came from this list.

[leafs-lover]

“Don’t act innocent when we both know where your mouth was two minutes ago.” With Jamie Oleksiak please? I’m absolutely in love with him!

I had so much fun writing this! I've always wanted to write some kind of fic/ mini-series for him but never had an idea. Maybe one day 🤷‍♂️

Ex-boyfriend!Jamie x cheating reader from this prompt list

Making your way back to the bar your knees wobble as you regain some composure. The loud music booms through the speakers while you weave through the crowd.

Clammy hands smooth the fabric of your dress, your dress that is without a doubt short, barely ending a few inches down your thighs. A few beads of sweat roll down the nape of your neck, baby hairs clinging to the moisture. The glow on your face not from your makeup, but from sweat.

Wiping the side of your mouth you spot him. Chris. Your boyfriend, of about three months. He's great. Saying the right things, holding doors open, making you laugh. You feel safe when you're around him, but something is missing.

“Hey, where’d you run off to?” Chris asks, handing you a gin and tonic.

You smile politely as you accept the drink. He tries you tell yourself accepting the drink that by this point he should know isn’t your favourite. “Long line for the bathroom” you lie.

His arm wraps around your waist and you struggle to not shudder, the feeling of guilt rushing to the surface. He guides you to the table, Sarah, your best friend immediately giving you a knowing look.

She saw him as soon as he walked in. Not that he is easy to miss at almost 6’ 6” and nearing 250 pounds. But even if he somehow snuck in, his group of friends all almost as tall, shoulders just as wide and a tension that fills the bar are unmistakable.

You can barely focus as time winds on. Smiling and nodding along, you fake it, easily fading into the large group of people. Nobody notices, except for Sarah. She shakes her head at you, trying to telepathically communicate, but you keep your head down. Eyes locked on the glass in your hand, condensation flowing over your hand and onto the table. Chris leans over every now and then, asking you a quick question, sometimes placing a kiss into your hairline. But when his hand squeezes your thigh you almost vomit.

“I’m gonna get another drink,” you announce, almost to no one.

Forcing your way to the bar you try to flag down the bartender. You almost lock eyes with him, until you realize he is looking about a foot above you. Rolling your eyes, you immediately feel his presence. His cologne another giveaway of his arrival.

His large frame easily pins you to the bar, bending down you feel his warm breath fan over your neck. “Moscow mule?” he queries, though he already knows the answer. You used to love it, but now it makes your skin crawl how well he knows you. Barely breathing out a yes, you feel his knee spread your legs, a hand land on your waist.

“What are you doing?” you bite, not willing to look at sky blue eyes.

“Just ordering some drinks,” he shrugs, goosebumps forming on your neck.

“Do you need to be so close when you do that?” You try to say firmly, but the dripping in your core causes your voice to crack.

“No,” he simply replies. “You didn’t seem to mind earlier.” His voice is smooth but you can feel the smugness radiating off of him.

“You…you can’t say that,” you barely stammer out. Glancing to the side you spot Chris, none the wiser, locked in a conversation with his friends. “I’m with Chris.”

“Don’t act innocent when we both know where your mouth was two minutes ago.” An involuntary whimper falls from your lips, baiting him further. Turning your head ever so slightly, you lock eyes with him, immediately regretting that decision. His eyes were the thing that drew you in, and he has you exactly where he wants.

The hand on your waist digs in ever so slightly. “Jamie,” you scold, your eyes going wide. You shudder at his touch, eyes fluttering closed wanting nothing more than to give in.

“My name never sounded so good.”

“We can’t” you stutter out when he leans further against you. “I’m with Chris.”

Reaching in front of you, you grab the glass the bartender placed on the table, Jamie throwing a few twenties out in return. “Enjoy your drink with Chris,” his voice rasps in your ear. “When you get bored you know where to find me.” Placing a soft kiss on your cheek he steps back, leaving you barely standing and gasping for air.

[matsbarzal]

can you please do fluff #15 with Jamie Oleksiak???

15. "i can't wait to see you." - jamie oleksiak

word count: 1.6k pairing: jamie oleksiak x reader

Jamie had left for Seattle the day he got the call from his agent.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t upset about how quickly things were changing. One second, he was a fan favourite of the Dallas Stars, next he was being left unprotected and easily getting swept up by the Seattle Kraken in the midst of the expansion draft.

He had promised you things wouldn’t change too much, that the two of you would be able to work everything out and figure out what you were going to do, whether you were going to follow him to Seattle or try to make it work from miles away. He had promised you that you guys would figure it out before engulfing you up in his arms, his body wrapping eagerly around you as you pressed yourself as close to his as you could.

Jamie bid you goodbye with an eager press to your lips, his body ducking down while your lips moulded against each other, the unspoken words flowing through before he pulled away, a quick press of his lips to your forehead and one last hug before he had to make his way through the airport.

That was three days ago, and you were already starting to lose it a little on the inside. Jamie was busy, you knew that it was inevitable, but the two of you had barely had the opportunity to talk, the Kraken hoarding him and his teammates during the short week they had with them before they let the players loose for the summer.

Every time your phone vibrated, or your watch dinged, or you felt even the slightest movement of your phone, you were pulling it up to your face and trying to figure out if it was Jamie messaging you or calling you, but it never was. Especially in the middle of the day.

Except for this time.

The FaceTime request shined bright on the screen in front of you, Jamie’s contact name evident at the top of the screen as the FaceTime sound made its way throughout the small deck you found yourself on. You were still in Jamie’s Dallas house, agreeing that he’d meet you there the moment Seattle let him go free for the summer.

His face appeared on the screen, a wide toothy grin crossing his face when he made eye contact through the screen.

“Look at that beautiful damn face, baby. I’ve missed you.”

Sticking your tongue out at him, you could feel your cheeks start to warm as his compliment. “Don’t go getting all sappy now, Big Rig, I still have almost a week until I get to see your handsome face in person.”

“What if it was… less than a week?”

Quirking an eyebrow at him, urging him to continue as you didn’t let any words pass your lips.

“I’ve been thinking. We have a lot of free time in Seattle, I’ve just been spending it with the boys, but Ebs is bringing his wife up on Thursday, and Tanev said he’s flying his girlfriend up tomorrow. You wanna come? See the city I’m going to beg you to move to?”

The immense joy that burst inside of you at his words was incomparable. That was the last thing you were expecting Jamie to say, you didn’t even let a thought cross your mind before you were nodding your head eagerly, a large grin taking over your face as you looked at your boyfriend through the screen.

“Oh my god, yes. Obviously yes, one hundred times yes.”

A wide grin took over Jamie’s face as he watched your excitement play out. He had barely given it a though when his teammates said they were bringing their wives and girlfriends to go house-hunting with them, citing the fact that it would be a better idea to get started now than at the end of the summer and right before training camp.

Jamie quickly jumped on the idea, knowing full well that there was no guarantee you were moving from Dallas to Seattle for him, but after all of the houses he had the opportunity to see in his few days here, he knew it would be easy enough to convince you how worth it the move would be. He just didn’t know how right he was.

“Glad you said yes, your plane ticket should already be sitting in your email. See you tomorrow at 10am, babe.”

Mock groaning at the early flight time, all you did was pout as Jamie continued to grin back at you.

“I can’t wait to see you, baby.”

“I can’t wait to see you either, lover.”

Your arms barely wrapped all the way around his body, your frame tucked happily against his own large one as the both of you ignored the hordes of people walking past. Solely focused on each other, Jamie whispered sweet nothings in your ear, telling you how much he’d missed you, and how happy he was to see you, and how excited he was for you to see Seattle.

The cool air of his rental car greeted you kindly, the warm Seattle air unexpected. You couldn’t deny that Jamie was right, Seattle was beautiful, and you did love it practically the moment you saw it.

His hand was pressed gently against the exposed thigh above your knee, eagerly pressing a kiss to your lips at every stoplight, squeezing your thigh with every laugh that passed his lips. You had missed him so much, and this was why. He was attentive, and kind, and just a constant figure, he constantly made his presence known and apparent, constantly made sure you knew how loved you were and how obsessed with you he was.

“I feel like we’re going the complete opposite way of the hotel?”

“How would you know where the hotel is, nerd? You’ve never even been here before.”

Pursuing your lips at him, you turned your head slightly to look out the back window, the downtown core of Seattle highlighted in the view you were currently looking at. Forcing your body back around to glance at him, you quirked an eyebrow in response.

Rolling his eyes playfully, all Jamie did was squeeze your thigh again and grin. “I’m showing you something that I think you’ll love. Brought you out here for a reason, didn’ I?”

Shrugging your shoulders with a smile, you grabbed his much larger hand and entwined your fingers with his. His response: a light and gentle squeeze before pressing the back of your hand to his lips and then moving your entwined fingers back to the top of your thigh.

The house began to appear, the downtown core slowly dissipating as Jamie made his way more and more towards the suburbs of Seattle. The houses were all beautiful, the minimalistic and cottage core-like aesthetic flowing through the area the deeper and deeper Jamie found himself driving.

It took a few minutes for Jamie to find the parking lot he was looking for, a playground parking lot the most vacant lot he could find in the area. Curious, you followed his lead, unbuckling your seatbelt and following him out of the car. His arm easily wrapped around your shoulder as he directed you on where to walk, the conversation flowing lightly between the two of you.

The area was quiet, there were some families on the playground, couples walking their dogs, but it was quiet, and homey. Similar to the area you and Jamie lived in, in Dallas.

Pointing with his hand that wasn’t attached to the arm wrapped around your shoulder, you averted your eyes to gaze at the object. Your eyes met the bright right of a ‘sold’ sign, the beautiful mint-coloured home behind it staring back at you.

“Jordan Eberle and his wife bought this house before they even looked at it. Ebs and I went yesterday, it’s so gorgeous in there. You’d love it. Open-concept kitchen, the living room couches won’t be pressed against the wall, the master bedroom has two walk-in closets. You’d be so jealous.”

You couldn’t deny the jealousy that creeped up inside of you at the sounds of what he was describing. Four things ticked off your list for the future house Jamie and you would one day hopefully inhabit, almost immediately? Sounded too good to be true.

The two of you continued, before stopping in front of a second house, just steps away from the previous one you had eyed.

“This house is almost identical. Except for the colour, obviously. But the baby blue and white are cute, no?”

Nodding your head at his words, you couldn’t deny that the house was cute. Minimalistic, a nice white porch, a swing prevalent just steps away from the front door. Just the outside alone was everything you had always dreamed of and more.

“Almost the same setup inside, except one of the walls on the main floor may have to be torn down to accommodate an open concept kitchen,” quirking an eyebrow at his words, you turned to him with a questioning look in his eyes.

“I want you to move to Seattle with me, I’m prepared to put an offer in for this house in 25 minutes if you say you like the house and that you’ll move here. I’ll even let you decorate it to your heart’s desire, be our own little interior designer or whatever.”

You could barely contain the smile of glee at his words, you had been on edge about following Jamie to another city after getting situated in Dallas for the second time, change was hard, but when it felt like change kept occurring every two years… well… it made things even more difficult.

It was like Jamie could sense your worries as he started again, “Seattle’s in it for the long-run. The contracts five years. I think here is it for us, baby. I think you’d love it here, and I think you’d love this house.”

“Show me our future house then, Mr. Oleksiak.”

note: I hope you enjoyed!!! thank you for requesting one <3

[nugnthopkns]

🎉🎉🎉 #8 with Big Rig maybe??

love you demi!!! 💗💛 this took like two weeks and for that i'm very sorry but here it is :))

no nothing has changed me quite like you // nothing is u by bleachers

No matter how much you want it, sleep doesn't come.

The clock on Jamie's nightstand lets you know it's quarter after two – it's much too early to start your day, and you really do need some rest. Squirming in Jamie's grip for what feels like the millionth time, you roll over and try to find a comfortable position without waking your partner.

His arms wrap around you tighter in response to the movement and the unconscious gesture makes to crack a small smile. Jamie has never been one to shy away from physical affection and it translates to his sleeping habits. You've woken up on countless occasions completely engulfed by him but never mind. The warmth of him pressed against your back makes your eyes flutter shut, and you can't help but think that sleep is coming.

You were incredibly wrong. Despite wanting nothing more than to go to sleep and rest for the final few hours before your alarm goes off, your mind won't turn off. It started with simple things like wondering what the catering company will offer at your work conference next week but has since spiralled into convincing yourself that Jamie doesn't actually love you.

Suddenly the room is too small and you need to get out. Jamie still has an iron grip on your waist, but now it's suffocating instead of comforting. Knowing you'll never get out on your own you shake his shoulder gently.

"J," you whisper, "Let me go. I can't sleep and don't want to disrupt you."

He stirs at the sound of your voice, and wakes up enough to heed your instructions. You slip out of the room making as little noise as possible, and settle into the couch with a book. Hopefully some reading will take your mind off things and maybe if you get lucky you'll fall asleep on the couch.

An unknown amount of time passes, but eventually footsteps pad down the hallway and you know Jamie is coming to join you.

"Still having trouble falling asleep?" He asks, sinking into the cushion next to you.

"Yeah," you sigh. "Thought I'd be able to do it no problem after reading a chapter or two, but all I've managed to do is read the same page fifty times." Dejected, you close the book that couldn't capture your attention and toss it onto the coffee table.

Jamie furrows his brows, and you know he's clued in to what's causing your restlessness. He reads you so well it would be scary if it were anyone but him, but it's just Jamie so you don't feel on edge.

"It isn't true."

You look away sheepishly, unable to meet his gaze or respond.

He speaks again, with so much love in his voice you're sure eros himself must have swooped down to lend a hand. "I don't know exactly what's running through your brain right now, but I know it's about me, about us, and I need you know it will never be true for a second. I love you. You consistently make me a better person and have brought so much joy into my life."

The room falls quiet, but neither of you miss the wave of relief that washes over you. "Thank you," you say earnestly, because it's truthfully all you needed to hear. Sometimes your brain circles too fast and you just need Jamie to remind you that you're loved.

"C'mere." His voice is still gruff from sleep as he talks, and you slide over enough to rest your head on his chest. An arm comes to wrap around your shoulder, and this time when Jamie touches you it feels exactly like it should. Neither of you speak, but it's peaceful as you sit on the couch and wait for sleep to finally come.

☼☼☼☼

celebrating 500 followers!

[stardusttkachuk]

I would also absolutely die to read a silly fluff #47 with big rig. (him cooking perhaps?? (actions speak louder than words kinda deal.) Your icon of him is just staring at me rn and I CANNOT

47. Making their favorite meal when they are having a hard day.

— — — — —

‘Running late. You might want to pick dinner up on your way home.’ you texted Jamie.

Monday’s sucked in general but today could’ve been marked down in the books as the worst Monday ever.

You were on the verge of tears the whole day, just wanting nothing more than to get home and have a good cry. But you got stuck in a meeting that was already run an hour over the time it was supposed to end, and it was still going.

Jamie was likely on his way home. Most days you cooked and Jamie could come home to dinner almost on the table. You had an unspoken agreement that Jamie made breakfast and you made dinner. Sometimes he’d cook if you were super tired or not feeling well, or if it was the off season and he wanted to. You’d make weekend breakfasts every now and again and treat him too. The unspoken agreement worked. You never felt like you were doing all the cooking and he was just doing nothing.

‘Ok. How late will you be?’ Jamie responded.

‘Don’t know. No longer than an hour I hope.’

Almost exactly an hour later you pulled up in the driveway, dragging your feet as you made it into the house.

You set your things on the counter, letting out a deep sigh. And then you inhaled, your mouth practically drooling at the smell of your favorite meal being made.

You followed the smell to the kitchen, finding Jamie at the stove, the master chef behind the meal that was being made.

“You cooked?” You asked, leaning against the wall.

“Yeah. I figured after a long day you probably didn’t want to come home to takeo— are you okay?”

You had started crying at the gesture. It had been such a long and miserable day and seeing him there, cooking for you just because, it made you happy. And had brought up all the pent up emotions from that day.

Jamie turned the stove to a low heat and walked over to you, pulling you into his arms and into a tight hug. “That bad, eh?”

“You have no idea,” you sniffled, holding on tight to him and letting him comfort you.

[laurenairay]

Writing prompts-

So many to choose from but....

3) “Don’t say it. Don’t you dare say it.”- with Oleksiak

3 - “Don’t say it. Don’t you dare say it.” – Jamie Oleksiak

1.2k words.

First prompt of the batch – let’s do this! I hope you enjoy!

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There he was, standing across the room, in all of his 6ft7 glory. Jamie Oleksiak, the man who still held your heart, despite breaking it over a year ago. If you’d known he’d be here at this bar then you wouldn’t have come anywhere near it, but here you were drink in hand, ready to bolt at the first sign of movement.

Maybe it was a little pathetic, more than a little ridiculous, that this guy still had such a hold over you after shattering your heart into a thousand pieces, but he was Jamie. You could never forget your first real love, not when he looked like that, not when he’d been perfect up until breaking up with you out of the blue. Part of you would always love him, you knew that, but that didn’t mean seeing him laughing and smiling across the room was any easier.

Then again, catching eyes with him was infinitely worse.

Jamie’s beautiful blue eyes locked onto you with an intensity that made your breath hitch in your throat, your whole body freeze up, and by the time you’d recovered enough to shake your head out of your stupor, he was already walking over to you. Brilliant.

“Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. You look just as beautiful as ever.”

“What are you doing here, Jamie?” you sighed, trying desperately to coolly ignore his flirting.

“Can’t a guy want to party every now and again?” he asked, smirking slightly.

Rather than reacting outwardly to that smirk, like the butterflies rioting in your stomach were, you just rolled your eyes.

“I meant here, in Dallas. You fucked off to Seattle after breaking up with me, remember?” you said dryly.

“I didn’t just fuck off to Seattle, I was picked in the expansion draft-” he mused.

Technicality.

“-and we’re playing the Stars tomorrow, so we’re in town for tonight,” Jamie finished, shrugging.

“And that means you’re bothering me…why?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

Jamie just grinned, sending shivers down your spine. “If you’re really that bothered by me coming over to say hi, baby, then I’ll go.”

“I’m not your baby,” you shot back.

He just stayed silent as you took a sip of your drink, grin widening when you didn’t tell him to leave, like the idiot you were. Weak and foolish for him, just as you used to be. That much hadn’t changed, clearly.

“So how have you been?” he asked, leaning up against the bar top.

“Good. Better than when you broke my heart. Are you really here to make small talk?”

Jamie winced but laughed softly, shaking his head. “You haven’t changed at all. I’ve missed that. I miss you, that fire I lov-”

“Don’t say it. Don’t you dare say it,” you said sharply.

“Say what?” he murmured, eyes never leaving yours.

“That you love me.”

“Why not? You know it’s true.”

“No, it’s not. You just think you love me because you miss how easy our relationship was,” you said, scowling slightly.

Jamie huffed out a laugh, shaking his head. “I think I know my own feelings. I love you.”

“Yeah, right, okay let’s pretend for one second that you love me – what does that change, hm? Does that magically solve anything? You broke up with me, remember?” you scoffed.

“Sweetheart, come on…”

“Don’t call me sweetheart! Jesus, Jamie, what is going on with you?” you asked incredulously, “You broke up with me. You have made no attempt to contact me at all and here you are saying you miss me? That you love me? What is this bullshit?”

“It’s not bullshit. I was an idiot, sweetheart, leaving you behind when I should’ve begged for you to come with me. I missed you the second I stepped on that plane and I’ve been kicking myself for not fighting harder, for taking what I thought was the easy way out. And then I was too ashamed to call you, to text you, when I knew you deserved better. When I saw you across the bar tonight, it felt like I got a second chance to make things right with you. Please tell me I still have a chance?”

Your lips parted in shock as the words poured out of his mouth, far more eloquent in revealing his feelings than he ever had been when the two of you were together. In all honesty, you were stunned, confused, flustered, and so many other things, all of his words ones that you’d wanted to hear for so long and yet now that you’d heard them? It was overwhelming to say the least.

“Jamie, I…”

You trailed off into silence, not finding the words as his continued to overwhelm you, Jamie just standing there staring at you, his pretty blue eyes pleading their case.

“I don’t know what to say,” you eventually murmured, hands clutching at your empty drink glass.

The confidence in his body seemed to drain away, causing him to lean even more against the bar. “I guess I picked the worst possible place to try to win you back, huh?”

You chewed your bottom lip briefly before you sighing, smiling sadly. “Yeah I’m not really sure what you expected to happen, J.”

Something in his eyes sharpened at the use of his nickname, and he tilted his eyes as he made eye contact with you properly again, sending shivers down your spine once more.

“If I called you, would you answer?”

“What?” you asked, confused.

“If I picked up the phone and called you, like I wish I’d done hundreds of times over, would you answer?” he repeated, staring you down.

“Uh, depends on the context, I guess,” you said hesitantly.

“I want to fight for us. I already told you that I know I’m an idiot for breaking up with you. So if I called you, every day, to restart what I should never have thrown away, would you give me that second chance?”

Your breath hitched in your throat at the implication of his words. “You want us to try long distance?”

“It could work. We don’t know until we try, right? I know that I don’t deserve you to even give this a shot, but I’ll get down on my knees right here right now to beg you if you want,” Jamie said, eyes serious even if he was smiling.

“Oh my god J, don’t kneel down here, the floor is disgusting,” you groaned, cheeks heating regardless at the thought of the action.

Jamie grinned, stepping a little closer to you, those traitorous butterflies igniting in your stomach again. “So you’ll answer if I call?”

You bit your bottom lip as you stared deeply into his blue eyes, gasping softly as his hand moved to rest on your waist.

“I…I guess I can answer the phone. But I’m not promising more than once,” you said simply.

You had to protect your heart. If he couldn’t deliver what he promised, fighting for the two of you long distance, making up for breaking your heart, then you couldn’t put yourself through that again. But he was right – you didn’t know until you tried, and you knew you would regret it if you said no.

“Baby you won’t regret this, I promise,” he said happily, hands squeezing your waist to punctuate his words.

You could only hope he was right this time.

[hockeyboysimagines]

Hi all.

Tumblr is not allowing me to post, or edit anything saved in my drafts, so things at this time are a bit delayed while I contact support to fix the problem. Thanks for being so patient!

In the meantime, who wants some sneak peaks of upcoming work including-

Jeremy Swayman

Brock Boeser

Arber Xhekaj

Jamie Oleksiak

Leave a comment or reblog to let me know!

[jxmieoleksiaks]

Can I request number 1 with Riggy? 😘

Then a love drunk kiss into the back of that truck Just like that everything rearranges Life changes out of the blue It's just a Bud Light, but ain't it funny what one beer can turn into

It’s not that great, and not super based around the song, but I hope I did okay, and..if not please yell at me

Your best friend had dragged you out of your apartment, wanting you to live while you’re young, and have a good time. You weren’t much of a party animal, but you went along with it, not wanting to be alone for the night. You two soon went to a bar, and she ended up ditching you for some random guy in the corner booth. You sat at the bar, taking one last sip of the Black Cherry White Claw, getting ready to leave, before you heard a voice.

“Next one’s on me.” He said.

You turned around, and saw a man you’ve never seen before, and your jaw could have dropped. Blonde curls, very tall, and a cute smile, your heart was fluttering as fast as it could.

“Thank you.” You said, not wanting to leave.

“Jamie.” He smiled as he sat down next to you. “What are you doing here all alone?” He asked, curiously.

“Well, I came with my friend, but now she’s making out in that corner booth over there.” You shrugged, always feeling jealous of how lucky she was able to get.

After three more drinks, you were pretty buzzed. You were already a lightweight, and this was not helping.

“Wanna get out of here?” He asked, sliding his card to the bartender to pay for the drinks you and him had.

Before your buzzed brain could catch up with your feet, you were inside his truck, and heading away from the busy streets of downtown Dallas.

He took you to a park, that was probably closed, but there was no gates, or signs to show otherwise. He got out and pulled the the back down, and helped you up into the back. You could see the stars, and the clear night sky. You had never been here before, and couldn’t believe this type of place existed.

“This view is so beautiful.” You said, still looking up at the dark, crisp night sky.

“Yeah, I think I’m looking at something better.” Jamie smiled.

“Psh you’ve known me a couple hours. I’m not what the guys call attractive.” You shrugged, the drinks flowing in your veins, making you a little bit more brave.

“To me you are, and I’ve been wanting to do this all night.”

He softly grabbed you and pulled you closer, and placed a soft kiss onto your lips. You sighed into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his broad body.  You had to pull back from the kiss, to catch your breath, but you also couldn’t wipe the grin that was appearing on your face.

“Are you glad your friend ditched you now?” Jamie laughed slightly.

“It’s crazy what one beer can turn into..” You said, shaking your head and leaning back into him, feeling a calmness you’ve never felt before.

[pucksnsticksnhockeyboys]

Can I ask for a headcannon of big rig being bad at flirting?????

okay imma try my best - italics are Jamie’s dialogue 

so maybe he sees you out at a bar one night 

and obviously he’s stricken by you 

and the boys notice

and the boys tease

but you're also eyeing him across the bar, trying to get his attention 

eventually he sees you make your way to the bar to order another drink 

and finishes off his drink in one swig and follows after you

he’s not sure how to approach you at first so for a moment you’re just standing next to each other

you’re waiting for the bartender to get you a new drink

and for the attractive stranger to talk to you

eventually he does, blush on his and a nervousness that looks entirely out of place on a man his size

“Do you come here often?”

he could practically hear Tyler’s giggles at how bad that line was

you could see the look of instant regret on his face

so with a grin you decided to tease him

“Do you want to try that again?”

you weren’t sure where your confidence was coming from, but you could see his shoulders relax slightly 

“Please,” he sighed in relief. “I’m Jamie.”

you gave him your name in return

“And for the record, I do come here often.”

“I’m not going to live that one down, am I?”

he was smiling so you took it as a good sign 

so you bat your eyelashes and put on your most teasing smile

“Stick around and find out.”

you weren’t sure why you were being so bold

but Jamie was thankful 

because he may have been terrible at flirting

but he was good at picking up signals 

so he leaned against the counter to continue talking to you 

“I think I might.” 

[beauvibaby]

Hi! 👋I never know what to say when I try to ask for people to write an idea that I had 😂

if you want, could you pls write a blurb, a fic or whatever you want Where Jamie Oleksiak Compares the size of his hands with the size of his s/o hands

I hope it makes sense English is not my first language, sorry if it doesn't make sense

I did this as a little blurb bc it was so cute 🥺

You huffed dramatically, throwing your uniform into the hamper in the corner, opting for putting on one of Jamie’s shirts on to cover your body. “Baby?” He groaned, rolling in the bed, “I didn’t mean to wake you.” You whispered, knowing that you often did wake him up when you came home from working the night shift at work. “It’s ok.” He mumbled, reaching out for you with wiggly fingers, “come to bed.” He whined, enclosing your hand in his as he tugged you onto him. You landed half on him half on the bed with a light thud, he chuckled sleepily, holding his hands out for you to grab as leverage. You stopped, straddling his lower stomach, placing your hands flat on top of his, “what?” He laughed softly, closing his fingers around your hands. “Nothing.” You blushed, and even in the dimly lit room he could see the pink rush to your cheeks. “I like the way your hands fit in mine.” He murmured, pulling them down to kiss them. “That’s what I was looking at.” You admitted, laughing under your breath. “I know, baby.” He mumbled against your skin, flattening his hand out again and smiling at how tiny your hands were in his. You leaned down to kiss him, smiling when he moved one hand to cup your cheek, his fingers easily tangling in your hair without leaving your skin. “I love you.” You sighed, shuffling to be laying beside him, “I love you.” He mumbled, kissing your forehead before tugging you against his chest and urging you to sleep.